I do because it’s part of the price I have to pay to remain with Miss Sophie.”
“Yes, Daniel I do whip John to help him improve. XXX He tried to speak with Clark about it yesterday afternoon, but Clark ranted something about his wife and ran out of their building. “Who owns this?”
“You do, Miss Sophie.”
‘That’s right and don’t you ever forget it.” Grabbing his balls I asked again, “Who owns these?”
“You do, Miss Sophie,” John gulped. I saw tears in his eyes as he applied his tongue to Daniel. “John, I’ll want you to kneel near the bed until I need you. I need to show you a few things.” Sitting on a stool I coached John through his first pedicure.
